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[sid] => 122229
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Relief of a Blade
[time] => 2006-06-24 11:24:07
[hometext] => I already posted this one under
[bodytext] => Oh, sweet agonizing ecstacy. The white hot needle burns my skin. I leave patterns in welts and burns, future reminders of present sin. Loneliness ravages my soul, digging deeper and deeper into my humanity and widening my emotional black hole. When will a Saviour come? And give me a Sanctuary to believe in? When will someone come to save me from what lies within? Should I change from needle to blade and end it all in a sweet swift stroke of cold steel against scarred skin? Or should I blow out my own candle with the force of a .22 rifle? Around me lie the beliefs of yesterday and the hopes of tomorrow. Is tomorrow really worth it if all that awaits is more suffering and sorrow? My smile hides athousand tears that will never be shed. I paint myself black and wait for the night when my Dark self comes through. The Dark me shows me what I am really capable to do. She frightens me, the Dark one. She forces me to do things that can never be undone. I yell, scream and cry form within her but as always she pays me no heed. When I'm finally free again I'm left to repair the damage she has done. What relief is there for someone like me? It is my weakness that I cannot silently bear this pain. It is my shame that someone who looks like me and sounds like me causes such chaos in my domain. Am i wrong for being scared? Am I wrong for feeling emotion? This world demands perfection which I cannot give. I crave freedom, release and the will to live. May someone free me soon and give me a safe place to go. Or, when its over, may someone find this and remember the girl - lost and afraid - who sought herfreedom and relief in the cold serenity of a blade. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Aeris030388 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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